Huangzhong Town Square.

A sword stretched out, stirred a piece of ice and snow, and threw it on the Dragon Crystal candle, trying to extinguish the flame.

The ice and snow suppressed the flame of the Dragon Crystal candle, and the flame was no longer visible.

"What the **** is this?" The young soldier held a long sword with a look of curiosity.

Another soldier walked over and picked up the candle carefully. The edge of the candle was as sharp as a razor, but if you were careful, you wouldn't get hurt.

The soldiers wear thick gloves on their hands.

No one dares to hold the hilt with bare hands in the winter. The cold will freeze their hands on the hilt and forcibly separate them, which will tear the skin and muscles of the hands.

"What the **** is this?" The soldier held the Dragon Crystal candle in front of his eyes. The candle left the ice and snow, and with a sizzle, another flame emerged from the tip of the candle.

Several soldiers were surprised, frightened and curious.

"This is Dragon Crystal." said a rough voice.

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a broken arm, very burly, his left arm was cut off from the shoulder, and only an empty sleeve was tied around his waist. His face was full of beard, and a cloud of white gas came out of his nostrils when he spoke.

"Eric Ferry, have you seen?" Redili Justin, the captain of the patrol, laughed.

"Of course I have seen, in Winterfell, I killed an alien ghost with a dragon crystal dagger." Eric Ferry said proudly.

*

As the only one who survived the war with ghosts, Eric Ferry has his own proud capital.

Although he was the only surviving warrior in the desert town, he was not made a knight. After returning to his hometown, he did not receive any reward from the Countess of Ballet.

The main bloodline of the Ballet family, the main bloodline of the Justin family, and the true warriors of Abandoned Mound Town, have never participated in the battle against strange ghosts.

In order to cope with the call of the lord Stark, the Countess of Ballet sent a militia team to go to Winterfell City to participate in the battle under the leadership of Count Stau in Golden Castle.

Earl Stauer and his men died in battle, and all the militiamen who went there died in battle. Eric Ferry, who had broken his left arm, was the only survivor. After he returned to Huangzhong Town, he opened a tavern by the square of Huangzhong Town, and married a big-footed woman with no surname from the farm family. They had no children after marriage.

Although Eric Ferry is a civilian, he has never spoken carefully in front of these noble children and the soldiers of the Justin family because of his participation in the battle with strange ghosts.

Eric Ferry, who died once, did not look down on the Ballet family and the Justin family from his heart, and made him despise the so-called nobles in the town of deserted town.

He believes that these nobles are too small to be afraid of life and death, and they are not worthy of his respect.

*

"This is Long Jing?" Several soldiers were surprised.

They carefully picked up the other three-finger dragon crystal candles, one of which was burning all the time and the flame was very stable.

"Will Dragon Crystal ignite spontaneously?" Team Captain Redili Justin asked.

"It's also the first time I have seen Dragon Crystal that can ignite spontaneously."

"Isn't this a dragon crystal dagger?"

"Of course not. It looks more like a candle." Eric Ferry said. He saw the vine box that was thrown in the snow was elegantly decorated. In the snow next to the vine box, the mercenary Dusan Qier's face His blood was frozen, he fell in the snow and trembling, "Warriors, where is this rattan box? Where do the four dragon crystals come from?"

Redili Justin laughed and said: "Some outsiders came to Huangzhong Town. The mercenary Dusan Qier wanted to make a fortune, so he stole the rattan boxes of those adults. He was out of luck and the hotel owner was very timely. He found us, and our patrol quickly caught him. The four dragon crystals, the rattan box and the clothes in the box all belonged to those outsiders."

"Outsiders with Dragon Crystal must be big shots." Eric Ferry said affirmatively.

"Some big people will come to our desert town in the winter." Redili Justin said lazily. He looked tired and wanted to go to sleep. It is estimated that he gambled until dawn last night.

"Sir Redili, can this dragon crystal belong to me?" the young soldier said.

"Of course not, we have to send the rattan box back." Redili yawned, "Eric, go and warm me two bowls of wine, and then let me out of your hot kang. I'm going to get sleepy first. "

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"Whatever you want, sir." Erich pointed towards his tavern. "The women and the helpers are in the store. You can eat and drink whatever you want."

"Where is your wife? Give you a son of Justin blood."

"You are free, sir." Eric smiled slightly, "but I will cut off a few of your hands and stuff them into your throat."

All the soldiers laughed.

Sir Reidili laughed too.

They all know Eric's bad temper, but this guy has the advantage that he can make jokes at will.

"Can this dragon crystal be stronger than my sword?" a soldier thought on a whim, "give me a dragon crystal. I'll see if my sword can cut it."

"Long Jing is very hard, but also very brittle. It can't withstand the impact of a sword." Erich said, "Things belong to foreign guests and cannot be destroyed."

"What's wrong with this, there are four of them here, try one, what's the point?"

Another soldier immediately became interested. He threw the dragon crystal candle in his hand on the ground and drew out a short knife: "I'll try it. We recovered the rattan box for the guest and captured the thief Dusan Chir. Outsiders should kneel and thank us."

"This is not a way of hospitality." Eric said, "If you go down with this knife, the dragon crystal will be broken." He stood in front of the soldiers.

"Go away," the soldier said with a grin. The dagger in his hand pointed at Eric's chest, "Don't think that you have participated in the decisive ghost battle, I dare not move you."

"This is someone else's thing, the thing should be returned to the original owner."

The soldier smiled: "Brothers, it seems it's time to teach this guy with the broken arm."

"Yes!" the young soldier smiled.

"Eric has always been arrogant and looks down on us." A tall soldier shrugged, drew his sword and pointed at Erich.

"Let's try to stab the sword into his stomach and see who will stand up to speak for him." Another soldier also drew his dagger and stood behind Eric.

"Eric, your teacher boasted that he was a hero who killed aliens, but there are rumors that you are actually a scared deserter." A soldier smiled and put his sword on Erich's left rib. on.

"Eric, get out of the way, or be killed, you choose. I now suspect that you are colluding with Dusan Chir mercenaries, stealing vine boxes, and seeking Dragon Crystal." The young soldier laughed.

Eric glanced at the captain Sir Redili.

Redili shrugged: "Erich, I went to drink in your tavern. If you die, your wife may cry blind."

Eric's face turned blue, and he took a step back, and the soldiers laughed together.

With a flash of light, a short knife slashed down a dragon crystal candle on the ground.

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An arrow flew, swinging the knife in the right eye socket of the soldier, the soldier screamed, turned over and fell, throwing a short knife in his hand and thrusting it diagonally into the snow.